Age: 19
Location: Tacoma - It\'s Rainin\' Fun!!!
Joined On: Jan 13, 2006
Occupation: ???
Website: myspace.com/funascancer
BEAR VS. SHARK
"5,6 Kids"
1,2,3,4,5,6 killers with lightning in their guns...
1,2,3,4,5,6 killers and hips are for running...
When the cities have the same names that ring out in your head
Pictures are the poison darts and this is not a plea
A thousand mile pitchfork and another one got caught
Upwards to the heavens where another one gets off
What we got here and what we didn't know here now
A burning question that can filter through our eyes
We're high school sweethearts tied by light and sound
Disconnected party song, dragons on the boulevard high
Every light on the street has a story
Every street and their story the same
You were born, they put roses in windows
You were born, holding windows as eyes
It's about burning questions
Holding books, holding questions as spines
And its been a mighty long time since the business left town
A burning question that can filter through our eyes
We're high school sweethearts tied by light and sound
Disconnected party song, dragons on the boulevard high.
Dog eats the man, man eats the dog
These are the facts, live in your chicken shit house
'Cause I was there, and I looked for you
But these are the ways I react clawing out of a:
But these are the ways I react clawing out of a:
What we got here and what we didn't know here now
A burning question that can filter through our eyes
We're high school sweethearts tied by light and sound
Disconnected party song, dragons on the boulevard high
I never had any courage, outrageous faith without asking..(2 times)
ACTION ACTION
"The Game"
Don't want to fall in love when it's in front of us. Why can't we dream? Fantasize without compromise, a
tear duct short of an alibi. Please thaw me out, and brush me off. Is love is quite the fallacy,
underneath the mystery? So, you finally came right out of my head and into my arms. Now these feelings I
know, I'll never let go. I've beaten the game. My alter ego's upstairs strung out on the couch. I need a
touch of innocence, so comfortable. So velvet lush and nectarous, there is a price to pay for dreaming. Is
love an emergency? Join in my perplexity!
My profile picture isn't me it's my Friends!!!
BEAR VS. SHARk
"Antwan"
What left you blank could leave you restless out of breath
young princes slave the day away
your pennies save and often spent
what has been lost has been received and lost in ceremony
She was a dancer for children
She has a chance for an exit
She was a builder of cities
He had the lips of a cobra
They carved your portrait into woods
our swords still under the sheets
on T.V. screens and V.C.R.'s
She was a dancer for children
She has a chance for an exit
She was a builder of cities
He had the lips of a cobra
Calling all jungle boys the party's over
poaching won't get you nothing but death
on the roof of my mouth
to the bodies on the desert floor
grab handfuls of hair pull to belly splits
splitting on a system that made you rich
She was a dancer for children
She has a chance for an exit
She was a builder of cities
He had the lips of a cobra
Words from your lips onto your tongue
all the novels that you read
all the useless information
Words, we throw 'em at each other
and mix em up together
to formulate an opinion
without a second thought
my thoughts are yours your thoughts are mine
just divided by.
(WORDS)
I know why I'm talking will you leave the light on
FROM FIRST TO LAST
"Featuring Some Of Your Favorite Words"
Words don't seem to come so easy
When I need them oh so badly
Here's to playing tug of war with my vocal chords
Maybe I can give this another
Shot or sing about a broken
Heart, or imitate the way it feels
If this is happening for real
This distance seems closer
When you shove it in my face
This moment has left me with nothing else to say
I'm losing my interest with these empty pages
They're torn, they have frayed edges
This dusty book
Is bothered by my rusty eye and I can't see
No, I can't breathe
Put me on the next page outta here
To live forever on this paper
Capture this void and fill it with the frenzy in my voice
Killing time by drawing faces that stare back at me from the margins
In a sea of 8 and a half by elevens
I'm drowning in...
Treading through run on sentences
And sinking into empty text
I'll swallow the salt
And spit a few dry words out
This distance seems closer
When you shove it in my face
This moment has left me with nothing else to say
I'm losing my interest with these empty pages
They're torn, they have frayed edges
This dusty book
Is bothered by my rusty eye and I can't see
No, I can't breathe
Put me on the next page outta here
To live forever on this paper
Capture this void and fill it with the frenzy in my voice
No matter what I say, no matter what I write here,
I'm sick of always looking at this page with a blank stare
You never seem to know, and they never seem to tell you
Words don't always come as easily as you might want them to [2x]
Throw this paper into fire and take me with it
Just take me with it
Throw this paper into fire, into fire, yeah
Throw this paper into fire, into this fire
Throw this paper into fire and throw me with it
Just throw me with it
Red Knives And Plastic Wives
It was love. Mr. and Mrs. West. What love? What holy matrimony? What love could breed such brutality? Oh Mr. Fred West. We love you the best. Oh Mr. ice cream man. Give the girls a little treat. Lure them with your charm and bring them home to the wife you keep. Your children love you. Your knife so sweet. 25 ways to die on Cromwell Street. This pair didnt play fair. Abduction and Seduction. How lovely was this monstrosity. Oh Mr. Fred West. We love you the best. Oh Mr. daddy butcher. Working third shift at the slaughterhouse. You became the job and brought it home to your lovely spouse. First blood. Freds first love. Rest in peace. RIP sweetie. Under the kitchen floor. His little mangy whore. It didnt stop them because they were bloodthirsty; they were love thirsty for more. Slowly this morbid fascination turned murder into bliss. So wifey West and her loving husband buried bodies and blew a kiss. Oh zombie mommy with your pressed apron and your plastic smile. You killed your own blood. The innocence you defiled. Oh Dosie Rosie what have you done? I guess you and Daddy West were having too much fun. Freds in the cellar with a butchers knife. Hacking up the ladies with his beautiful wife. 1,2 life is through 3, 4, blood on the floor 5,6 pick up tricks 7,8 murder and rape. 9,10 nearing the end. 11, 12, let dissolve. 12 bodies laid to rest in the garden of their residence.
*Pynkmonkey1*
Hey , how r u ?
posted Dec 19
1dollormarxist88
that is why ians\' against the selling of band
t-shirts, and refues to sell fugazi t-shirts. he
believes music is for your listening enjoyment and
going to shows, not for fashion.
posted Sep 07
1dollormarxist88
yes, its pretty badass. i heard ian mackaye from minor
threat and fugazi say he has mixed feelings about
movies like AH, because they might give a false
representation of what the hardcore scene was realy
like. but, at the same time he thinks its important for
kids to learn about the history of punk and music in
general. i like his quote at the end of the movie,
\"punk will never die out, because how can you kill
something that dosent have a deffinition?\"
posted Sep 07
NOW UNTIL FOREVER
Some situations just came up with the names, but this
one is staying for good forever. We have new songs up,
pretty nice if you want to check them out.
posted Mar 17
Ubiquitiouschicana
hahahaha. nothing much! just waiting for school to
start again! wooo-hooo! i just added you up on myspace!
we\'ll talk there yeah? ;D
posted Mar 17
Sarizzle
hi there.. im great wat about u?
posted Mar 05
NOODLE5043
lol where are you
posted Nov 20